Just chilling one night
Playing a little GTA.
Found a girl, oh yeah.
Who plays it all day?
She got love far away.
In New York she said.
Missing him all the time.
Always running through her head.
(Chorus)
She’s a queen love. (Pulls out her gun)
She’s a backseat driver. (Shoots to kill)
She’s a queen love. (Master of little)
She’s a crazy driver. (And for the thrill)
She’s a queen love. (Pulls out her gun)
She’s a backseat driver. (Shoots to kill)
She’s a queen love. (Master of little)
She’s a crazy driver. (And for the thrill)
Watch out she’s on fire.
From what I see, not a hugger.
But enjoys making weed farms.
And sending out the mugger.
Be careful what you say.
She can’t be intimidated.
And if you talk way too much.
You’ll find her overstimulated.
(Chorus)
She’s a queen love. (Pulls out her gun)
She’s a backseat driver. (Shoots to kill)
She’s a queen love. (Master of little)
She’s a crazy driver. (And for the thrill)
At the end of it all.
When the timing is right
Chelsea will let you know.
She’s in it for the flight.
So here I am now singing.
Wrapping up this song
Jealousy friction, you should know.
Maybe you’ve got it wrong
(Chorus)
She’s a queen love. (Pulls out her gun)
She’s a backseat driver. (Shoots to kill)
She’s a queen love. (Master of little)
She’s a crazy driver. (And for the thrill)